Should I say that again?

It may have been a miracle that nothing went wrong until now.

Elves cannot welcome Neya, who has minimal magic.

Neya herself will have no choice but to prove her strength to be recognized.

The combination of the exceptional presence, Gard Obec, and Neya, whose swordsmanship was of high quality and extremely little magic, appeared to me to be the best of the elves that weren't usually wizards.

The moment I stood up to speak, Vio shouted the words I had in mind, as if I had succeeded in my will.

"Yes, I don't fight in places like this. If you think you're so much better than your opponent, let's try it now! I think it's going to be a good time."

A moment of silence enveloped the venue, but everyone stood up and became hot at once.

Among them, Naya does not move slightly, but Celestia next door is swallowed by the surrounding air.

Mr. Walls, don't I have to go?

Fiel's eyes seem to be seeing one of the hostiles, Neya, thrown in.

That was an indisputable fact, and Naya had certainly lost before, and her position in the elf would have been completely cut off.

But not now.

"It would be better than me talking weirdly. After watching Fiel and Venetnash fight, Naya also understands how to fight elves. Also, I remember the magic circle, and my strength has improved."

"But that Gard Obec is a few steps stronger than I am now, and I can't compare it."

"Speaking of which, Fiel has never seen Naya fight."

"I haven't seen it... but I know what Obec's capable of."

"Gard's power doesn't look like it used to be. If Naya isn't careful now, she'll win."

"... that's fine."

Fiel, with his complicated expression, said nothing more and looked at the stone stage that Vio had begun to magically create.

The last Fiel looked suspicious to me rather than worrying about Naya purely.

I decided to concentrate on the stone stage, where I could do it at an incredible speed, whether I wanted to say that my predictions were wrong, or if I saw the outcome of the game, I would know everything else.

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"Are you ready? If I win, you get the hell out of here."

"I know. What will you do if I win?

"I'll ask you anything. Well, if you can beat me."

The stone stage is a square with a considerable length on one side, and the two stand at both ends with their swords in one hand.

Even Naya's leg force is an impossible distance to pack in an instant, and this size may be advantageous for a magical Gardo.

Well, let's go to the middle of both.

Keith brings them closer to the center of the stone stage and explains the rules.

There are only three things to protect.

Don't kill the opponent.

Don't fall off the stone stage.

All magic is forbidden except for applying it to yourself.

After listening to the explanation, Gard quickly applied magic to himself.

In addition to the wind attribute magic that Fiel used, he also used earth attribute magic to make armor and put strength into the defense surface.

"I'll wait for you, make it perfect."

"Soon, I'll stop talking about it."

The spell is over and Keith, who watched it, signals the start.

It was Gard who broke the equilibrium between the two men who measured the distance.

An unforgiving gesture against a human is an intense blow to the head.

But Naya bounced back the attack with a sword she held with both hands.

"It's a lighter blow than I thought."

"Are you the second one on your left hip?"

Now, what do you think?

This time, a series of attacks like Naya's will strike Gard.

A stronger and clearer attack is evidence of a steadily improving magic circle.

It's as beautiful as dancing a sword, no stars.

Naiya's body, forged without a magic circle, differs from the elf's body by its foundation, so even with the same magic circle, its effects appear as dozens and dozens of times different.

"Can that human do this without magic...."

The sight took away the voices of the elves who supported Gard.

As early as possible, Gard began to defend himself against Naya's attack with a bitter, bitter, bitter look.

After all, as I predicted, Naya is definitely stronger now.

The match is quick.

The moment I thought about it, Naya's blow slashed Gard's left shoulder.

However, the armor made of earth attributes changed shape at the same time as catching Naya's sword and capturing it in a way that wrapped itself completely sealed the movement of Naya's sword.

"That's it."

With a glorious expression on his face, Gard waved his sword vertically over Naya's left shoulder in return.

If you don't kill it, it will do whatever damage you can.

That means it must not be instant death that cannot be healed by healing magic.

"Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

Blood splashed and two wrists danced through the universe.

It's Gard's stuff with his sword in his hand.

Armor collapses from Gard's body, and a living Gard appears.

"It was sweeter for you. I'm too careful not to realize that the blow I gave you to the shoulder was a hammer from the beginning."

Naya looks down gently at Gardo, crouching down.

On his left hand, the sword on his left waist was gripped with an opposite hand.

There was a match. Until you pulled out the second sword, did you also suppress the speed of the sword and show no true strength, and finally, at the same time as you pulled out the second sword, you released all your strength? I thought Fiel was referring to the operation he did in Venetnash, "he turned to Fiel, who was watching next door. However, even though my expectations were met, Fiel's expression did not look good.

"Is there something you want to say? I don't think you're convinced of this match."

"No, that's not true... Mr. Walls, I have a few things I'd like to ask you to do later."

The distance to Fiel standing next door is close.

Reaching out is a quick distance, but heavy air fills the air in between.

"Can't we do it now?

"... yes, it's just the two of us."

I had no choice but to nod silently before Fiel was so serious as to be scared.

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